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|By RavenBlack, 22nd Dismember 2000.|
|This Man's Army|
"Get down on your face and give me fifty, all of you!"
"You! Why are you doing girl-style push-ups, soldier?"
"Sir, you asked for fifty push-ups, sir!"
"That doesn't explain why you were doing girl-style push-ups... ARE YOU A GIRL?"
"Sir, no sir! In order to follow orders, I chose to do a style of push-up of which I am capable of fifty, sir!"
"Ohhh... Some kind of JOKER, are you?"
"Sir, yes sir! I pride myself on my sense of humour, sir!"
"We're going to have to drum that out of you, aren't we, SOLDIER?"
"Sir, no sir! I would like to retain my unique personality, sir!"
"GIVE ME FIFTY RIGHT NOW!"
"Sir, it's already been established that I am incapable of doing fifty of the style of push-up you require, sir! Perhaps you should allocate me a task better suited to my skills, sir!"
"YOU HAVE NO SKILLS, YOU USELESS SACK OF EXCREMENT!"
"Sir, I feel I must correct you, sir! I excel at logical analysis and..."
"YOU'RE NOT HERE TO THINK, SOLDIER!"
"Sir, no sir! I shall do 27 and a half of the 50 push-ups you demand of me, sir!"
GO BACK TO THE INDEX, SOLDIER!
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